Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

Proceed to the kitchen, remembering Cain's interaction.

I've asked for directions, so there's no problem. You're supposed to be talking through it, so you shouldn't even be offended.

"Liddy."

And as I walked, I was called from behind. Looking back at the voice I'd heard, there was Glenn, with a gentle grin.

Tilt your neck to the look you could tell you were looking for me.

"Hi Glenn, What's the matter with you?

... I bet you haven't done anything yet today.

I don't remember anything. When asked as she thought so, Glenn laughed in a dull voice as to whether she had figured it out.

"No, I heard from Fried earlier that Liddy was headed to the kitchen quickly. I thought you might need directions."

"Fried told you to do that?

"No, it's my discretion. The kitchen of the castle is quite deep. It's hard to tell a first person to get there alone."

Apparently Glenn came with kindness.

While I'm grateful for that, I hear about it.

"Is it difficult? Fried didn't say a word about that."

"Fried never goes to the kitchen. Or so naturally."

"Oh, yeah, so is that."

Is it obvious if you ask me?

There's no way Prince Wang would bother going to the kitchen, etc. Even I came closer to the mansion's kitchen because I really wanted to make Dafu. Until then, I didn't even care where the kitchen was in the mansion.

"Okay, please."

"Yes."

It would be helpful if you could show me around.

It means it's in a hard place to understand, and no matter what you say, Glenn wouldn't complain about Fried. Weirdly jealous is troublesome.

... No, but maybe a little bit would be nice to be jealous... I feel loved... Ha! What are you thinking about yourself. Why don't you?

As soon as I get distracted, my maiden thoughts erode my mind.

Even if it is, it is true that we are now in favor of him. I just need to figure out if that's real.

If I hadn't even thought about it, I would have had the consciousness to be completely floating on the one called Longtime Love.

Take Glenn's lead, then follow.

Down the stone stairs in a less conspicuous place, it was completely different from the interior in the royal palace.

Stone walls and gateways that save any kind of decoration. I was overwhelmed by the gray monochromatic boneless construction.

"This back will be the kitchen. Liddy?"

"Oh, yeah. Sorry, I'm a little surprised."

"Oh, this place is like the back, so to speak. Normally, a person like Liddy would never get closer."

"What about Glenn?

"I'm a work pattern. We need to know where the castle is."

I see. It's a great way to guide the road.

I even go after Glenn convincingly. It might have helped if you had guided me. I think I'm lost enough.

"- Over here."

"Thanks"

Glenn, who was walking in front, stops and looks back at this one.

I nodded and went too far beside him. Glenn says worryingly when overtaking him.

"Don't follow me, are you okay?

"I was supposed to go alone originally, so I'm fine. Besides, I'm used to this."

Even when you stormed the mansion's kitchen. Even when I went to see the owner of the town cafeteria. I've always done something myself.

Break up with Glenn and step into the kitchen without hesitation.

In the meantime, dozens of cooks turned to this side at once.

I take my gaze and I open my mouth slowly.

"I'm sorry I'm at work. I think we've already talked about it. I wonder where Chef Baltic is."

I've been talking through it, so I guess you naturally know who I am.

I never got on my knees because I said I didn't need to thank you in advance. but still everyone bows their heads to see if it's a minimum of courtesy.

"I've been waiting for you, Lady Zheng. I'm Chef Bart. I've already heard the story. Please come this way."

When I gave out the name of the chef I had heard from Fried, a man with a middle meat back who I believe was 40 years ago from the back of the kitchen walked this way. The atmosphere seems so annoying that I couldn't help but notice it.... Every cook seems to be basically the same.

…… Why were you laughed at? Your Ladyship. "

"I'm sorry, because your attitude was too similar to that of the cooks I know,"

"I don't know what you mean, but please stay out of our way. I only took it from you because I asked His Highness to do it."

"Of course. Just let me show you the kitchen, that's enough. Because I don't intend to disturb you. I'd love to see a food vault if I could, but that's okay?

"Then it is possible because we accept it in advance"

"Thanks"

They just walked out to follow me, and I rushed after Baltic.

No, naturally, they hate me. That's about as good as it should be.

From them, Prince Wang's fiancée would be nothing but hassle. I understand that naturally, but I still really wanted to give you a peek into the food vault. I'm not going to bother you more than I need to, so I'm certainly not willing to visit you again and again.

"This way."

Baltic stopped in front of the big door. There was one thin man there who was short and waiting for us. According to his description, magic keeps the room at a constant temperature. I know you explained it to me because you thought you didn't know, but of course you do. There's something similar in our Duke's kitchen.

"He's the deputy chef."

I get introduced to Baltic and snort.

The deputy chef took Baltic's cue and lowered his head gently before opening the door.

"Wow."

I accidentally raised my voice in the room where the food was loaded tightly.

Something I knew but didn't think existed in food I'd never seen before. I was fiercely impressed by the food vault lined with various ingredients.

Wow. The food vault at Boulder Royal Palace! I don't have half the product range.

With my mouth even open like an idiot, I walked over to each shelf to check on the ingredients. I don't mind you telling me to stay away from here again. Let's remember what we want and go home and ask my brother for it later.

Two chefs and deputy chefs follow me silently behind me making sure my eyes look like a plate of ingredients. They were two people who were trying to say something, but I can't care less about that now.

That's how I took the time to look around in advance and pick up some of the ingredients I wanted in my brain, fulfilling the fateful encounter with what I had been looking for for for a long time on the last shelf.

"Cold weather."

I put it in my mouth and accidentally take it in my hand.

There was... I knew there was.

I really wanted it for a long time, but I had to give up because I didn't know how to make it, and when I discovered the one dish, I shivered with emotion.

Ko, now you can make lamb!

Oh, now it is. I thought it was lamb. Get out front.

I will not tolerate the one who mocks the lamb. That delicious taste suddenly comes to light one day.

I'm not interested in lamb. The more he thinks so, the more it fits.

Yes, at one point, the devil said, "Let's try it."

But that moment is the lamb trap.

I put it in my mouth, but at the end of the day, I said, "How could you ever hate something so good!" to gain momentum.

Last if you get into it.

Not too far away is the day when unexpectedly a wide variety of lamb life begins.

Kuku. I smiled badly that I'd spread the lamb next time.

I was totally in the mood, and I had this and all sorts of recipes on my mind, but my confused voice hung from behind me and returned them to me all the time.

"... Your Ladyship?

"Huh?"

Looking back in a hurry, there were two people there who were going to find this one tight.

"What could it be?

Tilting his little neck, he still asked with the cold weather squeezed, and the deputy chef pointed to it all the better.

"Does Your Highness know what it is?

"Is that... about the cold weather?

The two nodded vigorously if they inquired that way without knowing what it meant.

"The food was recently imported from the southern great kingdom of Irvern. But after seeing the ingredients for the first time, I didn't even know how to cook them, so I ended up leaving them alone."

Balto, the head chef, also affirmed to the deputy chef, who leaned down as thoughtless.

"Unfortunately, we were totally lucky. I was wondering if you could teach me if you knew anything..."

"Then I can try to make something out of this once in a while?

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Of course I nodded.

All right, all right. It's a wish or fulfillment development.

It may be a little difficult to get hold of the fact that it is imported. Then it's quick to grasp their trust and get them to share this ingredient.

It's cooking that grabs the cook's trust!

I remember the experience I had gained in town before, and I was in a much better mood. Anyway, the best way to get them to admit it is to make something.

"But I never thought your Lady Zheng would cook. With all due respect, I thought it was a common aristocratic maid's intrigued selfishness..."

Baltic looked sorry to bow his head as he stepped out of the food reservoir and guided him to the cooking area.

Of course I know you think so, so if I don't care, I will gently flush it.

With that said, the deputy chef raised his voice.

"The Lady Dowager is from the Duke of Vivoir's house... Do you know anything about Dafu?

"Dafu? Of course I know."

He's the one who knew and made nothing. Affirming that with that in mind, the deputy chef told us that he was a fellow trainee who had learned from the same master chef at our mansion.

"Cheng Cheng, you're friends with Thomas"

If I nodded that the man's face was unexpectedly wide, the deputy chef continued the conversation by saying if you knew.

"I asked about Dafu a few times before. I was wondering if Thomas had developed an original recipe for Dafu. I know that he makes Dafu at the Duke's house. That's why I thought, all I could tell you was that his new master made it..."

"Hehe..."

Probably stopped my father from giving me my name. My father doesn't say anything for what I talk about, but he's so loud to Thomas, who teaches how to make it.

"I made that."

Nothing to hide. Everyone I know knows, and I told Fried yesterday. I guess it doesn't matter because my brother said so.

When I answered that thought, my gaze gathered from all over the kitchen.

"Huh?"

The deputy chef's voice is dumb. The chef, Bart, also has a surprising less open eye.

"So I'm the one who made the original recipe for Dafu. I'm just giving Thomas permission to create in the Duke's mansion only."

"Ho, really?

"It wouldn't make sense to lie, would it? If you're so suspicious, you can make it here now. I thought I had to make the filling anyway."

We got cold weather around the corner. I thought I'd make some lamb soon. I suggested.

Next to Baltic, who just nodded with a stunned look, the deputy chef said, "Ah!" and raise your voice aloud.

"Then maybe curry rice too..."

"Oh, you're hearing it from Thomas. Yeah, that's me, too. But I was wondering if you'd keep your mouth shut. I don't really want them to know..."

I don't know where the secret leaks from.

It's perfect to be scolded by my father again.

Pushing that thought, the deputy chef shook his neck vertically, looking stunned.

"Well, that is certainly not to be said...... I can't believe it was your Lady Zheng who made the curry rice. I ate it for the first time last year, and it was just a cultural shock."

"Oh? Did you come all the way to the store? Then maybe the store owner, Larsh, knows too?

"Of course it is. He's also a famous cook, and he's dating through Thomas. That! My Lady Zheng, I was shaken by curry bread! I think the righteous queen who developed the array is a true genius!

"Oh, thank you"

I got stuffed all the time and glanced unexpectedly.

It's the same reaction as the enthusiastic fans who are here now and then.

There was this guy who came into the kitchen asking me to disciple him several times when I was in Larsh's shop. I'm glad Larsh got rid of me, but alas, I'm in real trouble.

"I appreciate it! I can't believe I'm meeting that original recipe holder from Dafu and Curry Rice! What a hassle at first, but now I thank Your Highness deeply!

"Oh, yeah. Good for you."

"Yes!!"

Too honest.

And I don't like the way this reply looks somewhere like Thomas.

I even feel like I'm about to be worshipped.

Looking at the chef as he distracted himself, Baltic had already blinked his eyes and looked at this one.... eh?

When I can't stand it and look further around me, I feel that my gaze around me has also changed to a lack of respect at some point.

Why did I suddenly think that I was the original recipe holder?

... well, did the word original recipe work?

I remembered that the position of the original recipe holders in this world was absolute, and I reflected for a moment on whether I had said anything extra.

... but I immediately reconsidered okay.

If this makes you do whatever you want, no.

Not now, anyway. Call me Master or whatever.

I just turned my belly, and I gave instructions to bring the ingredients.

Take it and run to get the ingredients so the cooks can compete.

To the sight I became accustomed to the earliest, I even learned to feel like I was in the Duke's kitchen.

Dejav, it's Dejav, this.

No tension at the earliest. In the end I find it easiest to be in the kitchen than anywhere else.

I have to thank Fried a lot later for allowing me to come here.

I bundled my hair in one and rolled up both sleeves. Stop each with the band you were letting sneak in your pockets.

I checked the ingredients aligned in front of me and nodded.

Yeah, that's the royal palace. Excellent freshness. There's nothing to complain about.

"Well, I'll rent a little kitchen then. I'll feed you sweets with cold weather."

All right. Let's go! Wait, lamb!!

I'm worried about which way to turn it into water, but let's make it a regular lamb this time.

Of course I remember how to make it. Let's start with the filling.

Draw up a detailed method and spill a grin.

Having enjoyed myself so much, I handily worked on a new Japanese confectionery production.